There are no women in esports, friends!

Chapter 293. 292. Throw the toilet and flush it away

Don't lose your temper, don't call her a pig, don't ridicule her for playing the God of Rebellion operation that even a dog is better than her in the arena?

"What? Seeing that you can't live for two days with your virtue, I might as well do my duty as a master and go back to make arrangements for your funeral."

"." God YAN, your mouth is really fragrant!

"Master, do you also feel that there is no hope?" An Zai sighed, she had suffered enough blows, and she didn't care to recognize the reality a little more.

YAN seems to be thinking rationally by licking his lower lip:
"These three teams are really difficult to play. Two league champion teams and a veteran shit-stirring stick. It's not easy to win a game. What's more, you have to win three games in a row in the second round to be theoretically possible. Look at it this way There is very little hope.”

"Is it."

"But it doesn't matter, you still have your value."

"Really?"

An raised her head again, a beam of light ignited in her eyes. Who is God YAN? !Ancient God!He must have a way!

"I just registered an account. It's boring enough to reach level 30. You will help me in the next placement match."

"."

What's the meaning?Is dignified YAN looking for a power leveling openly?Is the last residual value of her ZAI just power leveling? ? ?

Yan pointed to the computer on the desktop indifferently: "You type first, and call me when you set the level. Hey, I have a headache due to jet lag, go in and sleep for a while."

Yan twisted his neck, really shuffled into the bedroom, and hooked the door behind him.

An Zai stood in the middle of the living room in a daze, staring at the closed door, dumbfounded.

What is the way?No beating or scolding, no pointing out, just exile her to play some kind of rough placement match?

After all, she's a professional player, right?Anyway, it's AD in the World Championship!What the hell are you playing in this juncture? !

The person inside the door seemed to know that she was cosplaying the wooden stake, lazily said "Hurry up!", then groaned slightly, and seemed to have really fallen asleep.

An Zai sighed helplessly, stretched out her hand and rubbed her face vigorously, with her current cowardly nature, she really didn't dare to disobey anyone.I had to honestly pick up the mouse and click on the queue.

In the bedroom, Yang Ruowei leaned against the door panel to listen to the sound, and looked back to see Yan who was lying comfortably in the bed, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

"you!."

Realizing that his voice was too loud, Yang Ruo immediately covered his mouth and lowered his voice, leaned over to the bed and sat down in the posture of Pan Jinlian feeding medicine, and asked "Da Lang" by the collar:
"What do you mean, what do you mean! I asked you to cheer up and save the cub, so what the hell are you throwing her there like that!"

Da Lang patted Jin Lian's paw away impatiently, adjusted his posture and continued to doze off.

YANG, who has always been a dog of YAN, never got a response, so he had to justify himself:
"Is it because she is depressed now, so you want to provoke her? Yes! You are such an arrogant person! You must want to make her lose her temper! The temper is back, can this competitive spirit go away?"

"cut"

Yan is noncommittal.

"But she's not in a hurry with you! Look at her, she didn't react at all! I heard the sound of games outside, and she really went to play some sort of placement match! How can I fix it! How can I fix it!"

God Yan called Zhou Gong.

"Or to let her get back to her original aspirations? The boy was so determined to play a career back then, and his heart was full of dreams! Now he is just hit by failure, yes! Regain your dreams and make glory again!"

Yan squinted his eyes to confirm that the bedroom has its own private bathroom:
"Don't bother me to flush you down the toilet!"

"."

(End of this chapter)